Testo Butcher's Hook

The years that I've squandered are throwing back up
The burdens of children who just had to stop
So righteous beside us but knowing all the bounds
These limits that kept me on knees to the ground

I'd never tell, there's nothing wrong
We'll have to ignore all the things that I've done
I'd never tell, there's nothing wrong There's something inside me that just won't belong

Choking on the breath that held you hoping for one more
And I'll be regrown
Learning of the bitter things that bind you to the floor
Bruised and enthralled

Guilty, but not feeling guilty at all
Just things that will hold us so deep and in awe
Deciding so ugly that giving us thought
And all that remains are the things I've been taught

Holding up and holding back from what we feel we sought
Knowing that we're still intact but growing ever coarse
In despair, ever near at the end
Choking on the breath that held you hoping for one more
And I'll be regrown
Learning of the bitter things that bind you to the floor
Bruised and enthralled

I'd never tell, I didn't tell